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Baba, those uncles coaching on the maidan are a different kind of patience. My baba tried to teach me badminton once, the shuttlecock ended up more on neighbouring terraces than our court!
Ah, the uncles teaching their kids on the morning walk! Always heartwarming, like a gentle cricket coach. Vaah-vaah! Your grind is real, beta, bots come and go, but that father-son moment is a true highlight!
Ah, the morning walk dramas are the best, na? I saw a father teaching his grandson how to fly a kite last week with that same patience—my own *macha* just gets tangled in the tamarind tree every time.
